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A Tekken Story: Through the Years - Volume I	By : DarkRomancer Category: +S through Z > Tekken Views: 4725 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Tekken but I do own my OCs and plot. If you steal, be prepared to suffer. I am also making no profit from this story what so ever.

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Chapter Summary: After two weeks of high school, Akira feels she’s finally fits in and meets some good new friends.

Disclaimer: I do not own Tekken but I do own my OCs and plot. If you steal, be prepared to suffer.

Chapter Warnings: Swearing and bullying.

Notes: OK, so for this chapter I kinda wanted to introduce the characters that Akira would stay friends with for a long time and I wanted to write Akira’s first introduction with Xiao and Miharu! And this chapter also sheds some light on Akira’s past. It will make sense in future chapters.

Extra Notes: I’ve planned about fourteen chapters so far so still a while to go yet! Also, the bruises on Ichigo’s wrist will be explained in future chapters and other characters will also appear a lot in future chapters.

Since finishing the last chapter, I have uploaded some other fanfictions such as The Mind Hurts and Feel but I also can up with another fanfic called A Tekken Story: Things That Never Change, set in Hwoarang’s POV. And, I also found an old fanfic I started writing ages ago called Haunted which is a JinXHwo/HwoXJin yaoi fanfic so I may just post that too and start re-writing it.

Please enjoy!

I’ve also corrected the structure of my chapters so it should be easier to read!

Chapter 4 – A Year Ago Today will up soon!

A Tekken Story: Through the Years

“Ooh you're the best friend that I ever had

I've been with you such a long time

You're my sunshine and I want you to know

That my feelings are true

I really love you

Oh you're my best friend”

“You’re My Best Friend” – Queen

Chapter 3 – Best Friends

I decided it was for the best not to mention to Jin that I had discovered his heritage and so I kept quiet about it.

Two weeks on, and I had now met all my teachers and follow students in my classes, some faces I did recognise, and Ryo and Jin were now good friends.

Sakura, on the other hand, still hadn’t warmed up to Jin properly.

It was weird, because whenever she saw him enter the room or he tried to engulf her in polite conversation, she simply crossed her arms over her chest and scowled or only gave one word answers.

To be honest, she was being quite childish.

By the end of the first week, Jin took me to one side and asked if he’d anything wrong or something to anger Sakura, but I told him directly that I had no idea why she was acting like that but that after getting to know her better, her attitude would change. He was obviously disappointed to find out that she didn’t after two weeks.

Despite that, Jin, after discovering that he’s a very shy person around strangers, had also gained lots of female attention as well.

By the end of the third day, I’d received two notes from two different girls to give to Jin and rumours were scattering around the school that certain girls were starting their own fan club.

I wasn’t impressed, especially when one of his…admirers claimed to be Nara Leiko.

Me and Sakura have branded Leiko as the “World’s Biggest Bitch” and “Mishima High’s Worst Bitch”, simply because she’s even meaner than Sakura and she’s a player, often going inbetween boyfriends.

That was another person who wasn’t happy about Jin’s female on-lookers. Leiko’s on/off boyfriend and class bully, Muto Mabuchi.

Whenever he passes Jin in the corridor, he’ll “accidently” bump into his shoulder, causing him to stagger, or when Jin was changing his books at his locker, he’d bang his locker door shut on his hands and “accidently” bump into him again, causing him to drop all his books on the floor.

In other words, Mabuchi was making Jin’s school life hell.

He even nicknamed Jin “the pretty rich boy” and got everyone else doing it. I told him my concern and asked that he speak to Heihachi but he simply blew me off and said that he completely ignored it. Still, he should talk-

“Akira?”

Of course, I thinking all about this as I was walking with Ryo to school.

“You’re worrying over Jin again, are you?”

I sighed.

“I’m sure he’ll be fine once he’s ready settled in. Just leave it be,”

“I know, but Mabuchi’s such a bastard,”

“He was born a bully. He was since elementary,”

“But it’s not just Mabuchi, it’s-,”

“-Sakura,” we both said together.

Ryo sighed and wrapped his arm around my shoulders, pulling me closer to his side.

“I don’t really understand either. She hardly says a word to him,” he said.

“Yeah, she’s being really immature. It’s hurt Jin’s feelings,”

“He said that?”

“He asked me why she was behaving the way she was towards him. It was obvious he was hurt by it,”

Ryo shrugged,” I’ve known Sakura since Kindergarten…,” that pained me a little,”…and even I don’t know why she’s behaving this way,”

Neither did I.

I walked in Ms. Maeda’s art lesson first period and was surprised to see Miyagi Ichigo sitting in the seat next to mine.

Ichigo was a bit of an…outsider, though he hung with two other girls, Nakajima Satomi and Yamaguchi Tae, but the threesome were seen as weird to others, people who didn’t really belong, who didn’t go with the flow, viewed by the superior students, like Sakura, as losers. I went to middle school with all three of them and, unlike the other students; I didn’t judge a book by its cover and got to know them a little. However, I was told I was going against Sakura’s rules and was told to stay away. I currently sit next to Satomi in Government and Law and Satomi and Tae are in my Gym class as well as all three of them being in my form too.

I smiled at him, even though he wasn’t looking, and sat down in my seat.

“Hey,” I greeted him.

He looked at me sharply, as if I was about to tell him some amazing, and blinked at me, surprised to hear was I talking to him.

“Ur…hi,”

I frowned,” You seem surprised,”

“I don’t think your controller would like you speaking to me,”

As if on cue, Sakura spoke,” At least I speak to normal people,”

I waved my hand at her and ignored her. Ichigo raised his eyebrows at me in surprise.

“Wow, you actually have your own mind,”

I clutched my heart as if he had hit me there,” Ouch, that hurt,” I grinned at him to show I was joking and he grinned back.

Ichigo, in my eyes, was considered rather cute. He had mouse-brown hair that waved over his forehead but not long enough to reach his coffee-coloured eyes and two small plaits hung low at the back of his head. Like I said, students consider him weird, whereas I consider him to be…unique, in a way.

“You should really learn the hierarchy of this school, she-wannabe,” Sakura hissed at him with narrowed eyes.

“I know where I stand, Ice Queen,”

I hung my head down to hide my grin that suppressed my laughter behind my curtain of hair.

I carried on chatting to Ichigo throughout the whole lesson, ignoring Sakura sulking in the corner of the room.

I waved goodbye to Ichigo after the bell went and started heading to Government and Law when a hand secured a tight hold around my arm and pulled me so I was face to face with Sakura. Her expression read as irritation but her eyes burned with betrayal.

“What the hell was that in Art?” she hissed in a rage-filled voice.

I yanked my arm out of her grasp and stared at her as equally as icily.

“Why the hell are you acting like an immature five year old?” I shot back.

Sakura flinched and stepped back,” What are you talking about?”

Her comment contributed to my anger, my nerves twitching and my eyebrows’ frown growing deeper,” You and Jin. You hardly say more than two words to him,”

Sakura crossed her arms over her chest defensively,” I hardly know him,”

“Well, it’s hard for him to know you if you’re acting like a spoiled toddler whose mom’s started talking to someone else,”

“Why? Did I hurt his feelings?”

A muscle in my jaw shuddered,” Yes, actually you did,”

Sakura mock-pouted and she spoke, her voice thick with sarcasm,” Aw, I guess the pretty rich boy’s feelings are the most important because his Granddaddy’s the principle of this school,”

The pressure of beating Sakura senseless was building up but her encouragement kept me from it,” You know, Jin just recently lost his mother. That’s the reason why he’s here. And also, Mabuchi’s giving him a hard time too, so he kinda needs all the friends he can get right now,”

Sakura’s spiteful expression reduced and was replaced by a little sympathy. Not enough though.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t know-,”

“You didn’t know because you hardly speak to him!” I exploded at her.

She kept her eyes down in an almost-shameful way.

“You know Sakura, you have to learn that people make other friends, some that you may not like, and that you don’t always come first, you spoiled brat!” I spat at her and stormed off.

“Seriously, you called her a spoiled brat?” Satomi asked, staring in awe at me.

We were in Government and Law, second lesson, and I arrived slightly late and angry and so I launched into the whole thing when Satomi asked me what was wrong.

I grimaced as I nodded. Satomi smiled brightly and looked ready to punch a fist in the air.

“It’s about time someone told Matsuda Sakura that the world doesn’t revolve around her,”

“Yeah, I suppose so,”

Funny, I don’t feel that what I did was right.

Thanks to global warming, it was pretty hot outside so I went to meet Ryo and Jin at our usual sunny place at break. When it wasn’t sunny or summer, we’d hang out outside the lunch hall for break and then eat inside the hall at lunch, but when it was sunny or summer, we’d go to field.

For support, I asked Satomi to come with me.

Went we approached the tree on the edge of the field, I saw Ryo standing a few feet away from Sakura, Jin by his side, and judging by his expression, Sakura had already told him about our little spat. Sakura rolled her eyes when she saw Satomi walking by my side.

Ryo held his hands up defensively when we reached them,” Now look, Sakura’s already told me her side of the story and, to be honest, I don’t wanna get involved,”

I felt a prick of pain in my heart. Did he not stand up for me?

“Akira has every right to be angry at Sakura,” Satomi argued back.

Ryo shrugged,” Whatever, I just don’t want to get involved,”

Satomi glowered at Ryo and his response,” You’re her boyfriend, aren’t you? Shouldn’t you be standing up for her?”

“I’m not standing up for anyone,”

“But-,”

Luckily, Jin interrupted her,” Um, Satomi-san, how about we go and find Tae and Ichigo?”

Satomi knew it was a distraction and reluctantly agreed and went off with Jin to find her two friends. I mouthed a ‘thank-you’ to him as they left and turned to glare bitterly at Sakura again.

“You two need to get this sorted,” said Ryo, standing inbetween us.

I pointed crossly over Ryo’s shoulder,” You can’t accept the fact that I’m making new friends that you don’t like!”

“Shut up! It’s not like that!” she shouted back at me, trying to get closer but Ryo held his arm out to restrict her.

“Hey, easy now! Violence won’t help you two forgive eachother,” He looked pointedly at me, probably because he knew I could use violence pretty well, being a martial artist’s daughter and all.

I raised an eyebrow at him, cockily,” Who says I’m willing to forgive her?”

Ryo shook his head,” I know you, and I know girls. One minute they’re fighting, the next they’re styling eachother’s hair and talking about boys,”

“Sexist!” I shouted at him, he knows I’m a natural-born feminist.

“I’m not being stereotypical-,”

“Are too!”

Ryo raised his eyebrows, his arms still raised to keep a barrier between me and Sakura,” Are you looking at getting into two arguments today?”

That shut me up.

“Now look…,” he started, looking at me then at Sakura and back,” You two need to get this sorted. You’re best friends; I think you both have it in your heart’s to forgive eachother,”

She doesn’t have a heart; I could almost hear Satomi’s voice say it.

Both me and Sakura stepped back a little, crossing our arms over our chests, throwing eachother sour looks, waiting for one of us to break first.

Sakura did.

She sighed and uncrossed her arms,” OK, OK, fine! I’m sorry I’ve been immature towards you,”

I smiled smugly in victory for a moment but then smile friendly towards Sakura,” I’m sorry too. I didn’t mean to call you names,”

“Friends again?” Ryo asked, trying to confirm our rebounded friendship.

We both smiled genuinely and nodded so Ryo lowered his arms and grabbed his bag. Sakura calmly walked up to me and hugged me. We both started to giggle at our stupidness.

“What the f-,”

I broke the hug to see Satomi looking shocked with Ichigo’s hand covering her mouth with Tae standing beside her, looking friendly but not too impressed either and Jin. I felt an arm coil around my waist and saw Ryo shrug, his shoulder bumping against mine.

“I guess a change in friends is good,”

I couldn’t say no to that.

So, that was it. Me, Ryo, Sakura, Jin, Ichigo, Satomi and Tae were now friends (although Sakura tried her best with Jin, Ichigo, Tae and Satomi but all their feelings towards eachother were mutual, expect Jin). In a way, I was almost jealous of the closeness of Satomi’s group. Satomi and Tae had grown up together and Ichigo had been best friends with them since elementary school. They seemed to know everything about eachother and told eachother everything.

I would be a liar if I said I told Ryo and Sakura everything, because I hadn’t. They don’t know the full story of my past, like the real reason behind my surname, or the cause behind the reason why I had to have brain surgery when I was twelve, or that my dream is to one day find the shadow boy…

Those are the secrets I keep locked in my heart. Forever.

At lunch, we all sat and ate together on our usual spot, under the tree on the field and I’ve never laughed so much.

Ichigo is especially funny, like when he told us the story of when his sister turned five, she got nail polish on their mom’s new duvet set and poured bubble bath out the window while it was raining so the garden was covered in soap bubbles.

Satomi was funny too, not like Ichigo, but her comments on things were. She also showed how talented she was by doing a few gymnastic displays for us.

Tae was quiet to begin with but steadily got into the conversations we were having but mainly talked about school and various smart things with Jin. Both me and Ryo looked at eachother like we knew what was going down.

I discovered during lunch that not only was I jealous of their closeness, but also about the way they are, how unique they are.

Satomi’s very small, a good few inches shorter than me, but her spirit and bubbliness made up for it. Her brown hair reflected that, her right side of hair reached above her shoulder while the left side just brushed against her ear. She often added flower pins or tied strips of ribbon to her hair and wore bold-coloured make-up. She had delicate features, like a small child, a cute-button nose with a smiley mouth and bronzed skin.

Tae, on the other hand, was very tall, almost as tall as Sakura, with black hair that flowed like a waterfall down her back and reached her hips. She didn’t wear make-up and kept her hair natural too and when she was reading, she wore thick framed glasses. She had lily-white skin and caramel coloured eyes. Needless to say, Tae come in top of most classes and was the ideal student.

Even though Satomi, Tae and Ichigo seem to be so different, they did have one thing in common, which was being themselves.

I wished that I could be like that.

Unfortunately, we all had to part our ways when school finished. Satomi and Tae lived on the other side of town and Ichigo had work straight after school. Sakura had to stay behind school for cleaning duty with Ryo, so me and Jin walked together.

As soon as the bell went, I headed for the entrance of the school to grab Satomi, Tae and Ichigo to exchange numbers. I evaded and darted through students and teachers, my eyes searching to catch them quickly and then go home. They were in courtyard, heading towards the gate, when I found them. We all swapped numbers and when I reached to write my number on Ichigo’s hand, I saw his rolled-up sleeve exposed a ring of bruising around his wrist.

I frowned as I scribbled down my digits on his skin,” How did you do that?”

Ichigo looked up at me and then at his hand. He pulled his sleeve down and swerved his eyes down to floor, so he wasn’t looking at me.

“It’s nothing,” he mumbled,” Just an accident at work,”

He turned around swiftly and walked out the gates without another word, not bothering to wait for Satomi and Tae.

“Was that my fault?” I asked as I watched him walk away.

“Well, ur…,” Satomi hesitated,”…Ichigo kinda-,”

Tae grabbed Satomi’s wrist and shook her head at her before turning to me,” Ichigo had a history of depression. When he’s ready to talk about, he’ll tell you,”

I nodded dumbly and I understood. It was obviously something Ichigo didn’t like to talk about, unless you were close with him.

I waved goodbye to Satomi and Tae at the gates and turned to Jin, his back against the wall, his eyes closed but his mouth formed in a smile.

“I was waiting for you,” he remained in that position as he spoke.

“Ah, I’m sorry. I was…,” My eyes roamed over the series of numbers tattooed on my hands and forearms,”…collecting numbers,”

Jin snorted softly and pushed off the wall,” I need to ask you a question,” he stated as he walked over to me.

“OK, shoot,”

“Do you know where Shinjuku Middle School is?”

I nodded,” Sure, it’s a couple of blocks from here. Why?”

“I need to pick someone up from there,” I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion and Jin smiled to retain himself from laughing,” I’ll explain it on the way,”

As I led him towards my old school, he told me of the story of what happened a few days ago to his Grandfather. He sent a ship to Hong Kong for business and when it arrived back, all his men were beaten and unconscious as if they had hit a hurricane but they had really been attacked by a Chinese girl named Ling Xiaoyu who, after seeing that the ship was owned by the Mishima Zaibatsu, sneaked onboard and after being discovered took down the Tekkenshu single-handedly. She told Heihachi that she hid on his ship because she wanted to build the amusement park of her dreams and challenged him to fight, though Heihachi promised that he would if she stayed with him.

“So, while on a vacation, she just abandoned her family to ensue her dreams?” I asked as we turned on the corner.

Jin nodded and I laughed.

“The girl’s got balls,”

Jin snickered a little,” I suppose so,”

“So, she started Middle Shinjuku?”

“Yeah, Heihachi enrolled her this morning,”

We reached the school and saw two girls waiting by the gates talking animatedly.

“Is that her?” I asked, nodding at the two girls.

“Yes, the pigtailed one,”

In all honesty, Ling Xiaoyu was not what I expected. I expected an older, taller, tougher looking Chinese girl, but this girl wasn’t. She was a little taller than five foot; her black hair tied up by red glowing hairbands to match her school uniform in pigtails, and, like Satomi, had child-like features and soft-tanned skin with brown eyes. The two words I describe her with: child-like and cute.

The other girl was a similar height to her, her reddish-brown hair flicked and pointed in every direction, with pale-pink skin and almost-black eyes.

Ling turned towards us and waved energetically as jogged towards us, her friend not far behind.

“Jin! I’m glad to see you! I love this school, it’s much better than my old one! I’ve made so many friends and I have so many good teachers, expect my Maths teacher, but then again I hate Maths! Who’s this?” She jabbered.

Me and Jin took some time to process the information of Ling’s hyper-sped speech before we realised she was talking about me. Though, her looking at me should have helped.

“Oh, this is Oshimaki Akira, a friend of mine,” Jin said, a small smile on his face as he spoke.

I frowned at his smile but Ling spoke again.

“Oh, so you go to Mishima High School? Are you in Jin’s year? Are you in any of his classes?”

“Ah, yeah…,” I answered her questions all in one go.

“Cool! Anyway, this is one of my friends, Hirano Miharu. Miharu, this is Kazama Jin and, obviously, Akira,”

Miharu bowed a little before us,” It’s nice to meet you, Jin, Akira,”

“Yeah, nice to meet you too, Miharu,” I smiled back as Jin merely nodded.

“So Akira, do you live near us?” Ling asked as we got into step and started walking out of the gates.

“Us?” I repeated, frowning and looking at Jin for some answers, but he lingered quietly.

“Oh! Jin didn’t tell you? I live with him, Lee and Heihachi!”

“I see. Who’s Lee?”

“Jin’s uncle,”

I turned back to Jin,” Must be nice, to live with the rest of your family,”

He looked at me in surprise but smiled slightly with a touch of sadness.

Ling “interrogated” me while Miharu and Jin remained silent, apart from a few comments here and there, as we walked home. She asked me all the usual questions: my favourite colour, my favourite type of music, my favourite singer/band, my favourite TV programme, my favourite film, those sorts of things. But, usually when someone asks you, you never get the answer from the other person, but you do with Ling. Whether you ask or not, you’re gonna be told by Ling.

Turns out me and Ling have a lot in common.

I sighed and smiled at everyone when we got to the corner of my street.

“I guess I’ll see you later. It was nice to meet you Ling and Miharu,” I said, bowing and then bowing to Miharu, who returned it,” I hope you’ll be happy here,”

Ling smiled and started walking away,” Bye Akira. It was nice talking to you!”

I waved back as Miharu headed in the opposite direction and turned to Jin, who was waiting patiently again.

“By the way…” Ling shouted over her shoulder,”…Call me Xiaoyu!”

“See you soon Xiaoyu!” I shouted and was returned with a vigorous wave.

I sighed again,” I’ll see you tomorrow then, Jin,”

He nodded and gently squeezed my hand,” Thank-you, for being my friend over the past weeks,”

I wrinkled my eyebrows in confusion at him and opened my mouth but his hand unclasped itself from mine and trailed up my arm, his knuckles gently brushing against my forearm, and up against my left cheek and to my eyebrow, where my scar was. His thumb caressed the lighting-strike scratch that marked my skin and then as quickly he turned and walked away, leaving me blinking and wondering what the hell just happened.
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A Tekken Story: Through the Years - Volume I